Hiding out in the library wasn't the smartest idea to make friends. Daenerys didn't want to show how inept she was to people.
Internally, she gave herself a lecture. She was the mother of dragoons. Those dragons didn't make her who she was. Shaking her head, long tresses dancing across her back, she made up her mind to quit being a shadow of herself, but to be herself.
The first thing she wanted was to get out of the confinements of the Hotel. She left the library, walked through the lobby then out the main door. Taking her shoes off, her bare feet languished in the grass. Wriggling her toes she giggled for the first time since she arrived.
Wandering, with no place specific to go, she eventually found the beach. Seeing a figure in the distance, Dany began walking toward it. She'd chastised herself for not being more social, she thought now was the time to start being social. If that person wanted to be by themselves, she'd leave. There were a plethora of guests in the hotel, she would make more friends than the few she had, if they were friends. The young Queen had been in more dangerous situations. Meeting people wasn't scary at all.
Approaching the figure she saw it was a man, then suddenly there was fire. This fascinated her, she walked closer.
"Hello," she called as she tucked an errant hair behind her ear. The wind picked up, carrying her greeting to the handsome man standing by himself. "Do you wish to be alone?"